Thursday, April 24, 2008

STOP ROCK VIDEO

It's been almost two years, and I find it extremely difficult to run past the fire house without think of the boy breaking his skull. While I was watching him, a beautiful summer morning, he was eating plums, I went into the next room and WHAM, he had a divot in his skull. I just can't get over that.

My children are never allowed to do anything dangerous. I can't believe I let them play soccer, you could fall this way instead of this was and WHAM, something, uh, bad might happen. God.